The Greatest Showman

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The camera switched to the exclusive interview mode at the beginning of the film again. Henry looked at the camera with a sincere face, a super close-up, the stars in his eyes were so clear, as if he had slammed into the stars in the sky, he stretched out his hand. You can touch the traces of mixed emotions.

"The kids are over-energized. They're bored." Henry's words were flat, as if caught in his own thoughts, "If you don't have something substantial to share, how can they trust you? Trust those...in class. What about literature?" After speaking, Henry's eyes were still calm, without too many waves, but it always made people feel that there were stories hidden in those eyes, waiting for people to discover.

After class was over, the chubby girl named Henry didn't leave, she still stayed in her place, and asked curiously, "Why did you only drive Marcus out, but let Jerry stay?"

"I have to kill the chicken to warn the monkey." Henry raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Marcus insulted you verbally. In my class, this is not allowed. It doesn't matter what you say about me. After a moment of silence, Henry asked, "What's your name?"

"Meredith."

"Nice to meet you, Meredith."

Seeing Henry's smile, Meredith cast his eyes blankly, "Do you really care if the children are rude to you?"

Henry thought deeply for half a second, then shrugged invisibly, "Maybe I'm used to it."

Meredith showed an envious look, "I wish I was that strong."

"It's not about being strong, Meredith," Henry said with a long breath and a smile, "you have to understand, unfortunately, most people act on their own consciousness, and you have to remember that because you don't Opportunities come again, and you will meet the same kind of people at every stage of your life.”

Mark adjusted his sitting position, and to be honest, he did not understand the intention of this work. Naughty student, confidant teacher, so is this something like "Dead Poets Society" or "Spring in the Cattle Class"? But in Renly's performance, that deep and sad power still lingers, and why?

Immediately afterwards, Mark gradually understood a little: This is a school that has fallen into the abyss. The students are stubborn and disobedient to discipline, ignorant of skills, swear words, and self-deprecating; and parents also refuse to self-examination, shirk their responsibilities, are stubborn, and take the lead. Not right.

Every teacher is deeply in distress and despair. They try to work hard and try to complete their work, but they are helpless, and each shoulder bears an unbearable weight.

In the dead of night, Henry couldn't sleep, he wandered the streets all night long, muttering to himself, singing his own poems, like a lonely soul, wandering in the feasting and feasting of the night, at a loss; He dragged his tired steps back home, but the hospital call made him have to leave the house again.

The grandfather, who suffered from Alzheimer's disease, locked himself in the bathroom again and kept shouting the name "Patricia" - that was Henry's mother, who refused to come out; Henry had to go to the hospital in person, After persuading him to go to bed/rest, watching his grandfather talking to himself about death and the blank diary, Henry fell into deep powerlessness and pain.

So, he vented all his anger on the nurses in the hospital, and after a hearty explosion, he slammed the door and left. However, sitting on the bus back home, he fell apart little by little. When he saw an underage special service worker serving an alcoholic, despair and pain completely broke all defenses. He opened his eyes wide and let the tears flow freely, but there was no trace of soul in those eyes.

Mark was stunned, completely stunned.

Tony Kaye once again used a large close-up shot of the pseudo-documentary, the rough film quality, and even the noise under the night can be clearly seen surging restlessly, the unpolished original texture, finished. It is completely close to the actor's cheek, and every detail in the expression is magnified to the extreme.

There are no lines, no plot, or even the ins and outs. In Renly's eyes, the whole process of emotional ups and downs is truly and clearly presented. The silent shouting, the silent roaring, the numb wailing, gradually lose focus. His eyes, but the tears couldn't stop at all, as if he could really see the process of dimming the light of his soul bit by bit.

The delicacy and publicity of the acting skills are magnified and magnified on the big screen with unprecedented shock.

Mark opened his mouth slightly involuntarily, and his soul was stiff in place, completely losing the ability to think. Inexplicably, the vision blurred, but the tears had not had time to condense, and then they dissipated and evaporated, leaving only the hazy world, thick bitterness and heavy sadness, fainted like ripples.

This is the encounter between Henry and Erica. Even though he "served" a drunk man for free just now, not only did he not ask for the fee, but he was slapped hard, but Erica didn't care at all, and caught the pity and pain in Henry's eyes, and immediately He followed Henry and got off the bus, trying to complete the second business tonight, and even entangled with Henry, blaming Henry for all the faults and responsibilities.

That indifferent and self-sacrificing attitude makes people feel distressed and even more angry.

"She used to be a gentle and lovely girl, but she always demanded too much from life, what qualification could she not meet? Her mother and I met all her needs as much as possible, why

Why did she suddenly become so perverse? so crude? so mean? We don't understand. Frankly speaking, it has nothing to do with us, we are competent parents, but she repaid our efforts by suicide, selfish and stupid minor, and now she will never get a chance to get into Princeton University - Anonymous. "

This is the homework assigned by Henry in the first class. In the second class, he shared these homework with the students. This is an assignment from an anonymous person. The indifference and cruelty between the lines reflect the inner feelings of the student. Pain and torture.

As a substitute teacher, Henry didn't know what to do. Logically speaking, his duty is not "teaching and educating people", it is just to maintain order, wait for the real teacher to come and take over, and then he completes the handover of work and moves on to the next school. But the problem is that the real regular employees don't know what to do.

Foul-mouthed, careless punks; scantily clad underage girls with no self-love... If they don't want to save themselves, if their parents don't want to help, what else can teachers do? What should we do?

Henry's grandfather's condition is getting worse and worse, not only started to incontinence in the hospital bed/on, but his memory is getting more and more blurred, he keeps mentioning his daughter Patricia, seems to see Patricia coming to the hospital to visit him, But Henry was unwilling to respond, and fell into a painful torment. Looking back at his grandfather, who was at a loss, he was helpless and could not help.

On the way home, Henry saw Erica at the bus stop again.

Erica tries to borrow money from Henry, ten dollars, because she is hungry; Henry finally relents and takes Erica home and makes her a sandwich.

Inadvertently, Henry found that Erica had scars on the exposed skin of Erica. He carefully unbuttoned the fishnet stockings, and then saw Erica's inner thighs covered with scars and bloodstains. His dark brown eyes dimmed a little, and he looked at Erica seriously, "Have you been abused recently?"

"What do you care about?" Erica stabbed back like a hedgehog covered with thorns.

"I'm not sure how to deal with it." Henry remained calm, no sympathy, no pity, and no anger, "but in my case, I will wear more."

Erica didn't appreciate it at all. She tried to continue to sell her services, and she was even willing to give a discount. One hundred dollars, now it was only fifty dollars, but Henry skipped these tricks and took Erica to the bathroom. After getting down the medical supplies, I taught Erica how to disinfect; I left a clean bath towel and let her wash herself well; and then I went to the hall, made a floor for myself, and gave Erica the sofa bed.

Looking at Henry's back, Erica was a little confused, as if she was too unfamiliar with all this.

The next morning, Henry went to work and left Erica at home. But, it's another bad day.

The hooligans whose violence is out of control and destroying public facilities; the parents who try to blame the school, and even take the opportunity to extort money; the introverted students who torture and kill small animals for fun but do not repent; the parents who do not realize the seriousness of the problem and don't care ...the whole world is full of negative energy.

When Henry returned home, he found Erica serving a middle-aged man with her mouth. Henry's emotions got out of control, and he grabbed the man's collar fiercely, "Did you pay? Did you pay?" The middle-aged man, who was so frightened, only had time to leave a pile of green bills. Then he was kicked out of the apartment.

Facing the furious Henry, Erica shrank on the bed in fright, but said timidly, "Don't hit me."

Henry didn't make a move, he just handed Erica tissue paper; then he took out a clean sheet and asked Erica to change it. Looking at Henry's disappointed face, Erica carefully knelt down in front of him, "Don't be angry, okay?"

"I'm not angry." Henry shook his head gently.

Erica's voice trembled slightly, "Don't think I'm hopeless, okay? I'll never do it again, I promise."

Henry stared blankly at Erica, lowered his eyes, carefully pulled Erica's open shirt up, "You don't need to promise me. Whatever it is, what you want to do, just do it. Just do it. , not here. Understand?"

Erica tried to catch Henry's sight, but failed, kneeling in a daze, motionless.

Involuntarily, Mark's nose was sour, the suppressed and dull emotion blocked his throat, and he couldn't make any sound, his mouth was full of bitterness.

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